People who are smart get into Mensa. People who are really smart look around and leave.

People who are smart get into Mensa. People who are really smart look around and leave.

No evidence against a firmly-held belief, no matter how good or abundant it may be, will sway the true believer.

To make sure that my blasphemy is thoroughly expressed, I hereby state my opinion that the notion of a god is a basic superstition, that there is no evidence for the existence of any god(s), that devils, demons, angels and saints are myths, that there is no life after death, heaven nor hell, that the Pope is a dangerous, bigoted, medieval dinosaur, and that the Holy Ghost is a comic-book character worthy of laughter and derision.

I want to be cremated, and I want my ashes blown in Uri Geller's eyes.

There was a small boy on crutches. I do not know his name, and I suspect I never will. But I will never forget his face, his smile, his sorrow. He is one of the millions robbed of hope and dignity by charlatans discussed in this book. Wherever and whoever he is, I apologize to him for not having been able to protect him from such an experience. I humbly dedicate this book to him and to the many others who have suffered because the rest of us began caring too late.

Everyone who believes in telekinesis, raise my hand.